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Subject: The Sunday Morning Laughs #575b
         Date: 2/10/2008

Subj:     Bullet Art W/Hi-Speed Camera
          From: tom on 1/17/2008

 This short movie is exquisite.  Click below to view it.


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Subj:     F/A-37
          From: rfslick on 1/18/2008

 The plane in these five pictures is still officially the 
 'Air Vehicle Number 1', a prototype.  Click below to view.


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Subj:     Obama Political Cartoon
          From: tom on 1/19/2008

 You can view this cute political cartoon by clicking below.


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Subj:     Alcohol Is Bad For The Legs
          From: tom on 1/20/2008

 Click below to see Maxine's opinion on alcohol.


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Subj:     A Frickin' Elephant
          From: RDOBRY on 1/18/2008

 Jake is 5 and learning to read. He points at a picture in 
 a zoo book and says, "Look Mama!  It's a frickin' Elephant!" 
 Deep breath ... "What did you call it?" 
 "It's a frickin' Elephant, Mama!  It says so on the picture!" 

 And so it does...  " A f r i c a n Elephant " 
 Hooked on phonics!!!  Ain't it wonderful?

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Subj:     Job Interview
          From: TNKRTEACH on 97-06-23 
      and From: JOKE-OF-THE-DAY.com on 6/26/99

 Reaching the end of the job interview, the Human Resources 
 person asked the young MBA fresh out of MIT, "And what 
 starting salary were you looking for?". 

 The candidate responded confidently, "In the neighborhood 
 of $125,000 a year, depending on the benefits package." 

 The HR person said, "Well, what would you say to a benefits 
 package of 5-weeks vacation, 14 paid holidays, full medical 
 and dental, company matching retirement fund to 50% of salary, 
 and a company car leased every two years - say a red Corvette?" 

 The graduate sat up, mouth agape and said, 
 "Wow! Are you kidding?" 

 And the interviewer responded, "Of course... 
 but you started it!" 

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Subj:     Old Age, I Decided, Is A Gift
          From: rfslick on 1/18/2008 

 The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being 
 old.  I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. 
 Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but 
 I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would 
 ponder it, and let her know. 

 Old Age, I decided, is a gift. 

 I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person 
 I have always wanted to be  Oh, not my body!  I sometime 
 despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the 
 sagging butt.  And often I am taken aback by that old person 
 that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother!), but I 
 don't agonize over those things for long. 

 I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my 
 loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.  As I've 
 aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of 
 myself.  I've become my own friend.  I don't chide myself for 
 eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for 
 buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks 
 so avante garde on my patio.  I am entitled to a treat, to be 
 messy, to be extravagant. 

 I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; 
 before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. 

 Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer 
 until 4 AM and sleep until noon? 

 I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50&60's, 
 and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... 
 I will. 

 I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a 
 bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I 
 choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. 

 They, too, will get old. 

 I know I am sometimes forgetful.  But there again, some of life 
 is just as well forgotten..  And I  eventually remember the 
 important things. 

 Sure, over the years my heart has been broken.  How can your 
 heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child 
 suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a 
 car?  But broken hearts are what give us strength and under- 
 standing and compassion.  A heart never broken is pristine 
 and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. 

 I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair 
 turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever 
 etched into deep grooves on my face.  So many have never 
 laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn 

 As you get older, it is easier to be positive.  You care 
 less about what other people think.  I don't question myself 
 anymore.  I've even earned the right to be wrong. 

 So, to answer your question, I like being old.  It has set 
 me free.  I like the person I have become.  I am not going 
 to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste 
 time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what 
 will be.  And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I 
 feel like it) 


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